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They me my condition is incurable,
They tell me that i need to these drugs to numb the pain,
It's days like this I just wish I could my history,
But I must live my mistakes.

V1:
I made a of bad decisions since you last heard me spitting,
On my mixtape, now I'm different,
all faith in my mission, my rap compositions,
Reflective of the that I'm living,
The man in the mirror doesnt what he sees,
I my best friend to a fucked up disease,
The old routines,
The 9 to 5, I'd die to my meaning,
A purpose for but I'm barely breathing,
Alive in the sense I'm barely surviving,
of death in the silence,
on my own and i'm hiding,
confinement,
Load the clip, give to fire it,
I'm dressed to kill, my skill,
I even rap no more, cause I'm ill,
I weigh my options, a of pills,
Take a blade to the or a trip from a bridge.

V2:
I watched my nan take her last breath before my eyes,
Her silhouette in front of the light,
On that hospital bed I saw her frail rise,
Thats the in my head still frozen in time,
It used to play on when I'd close my eyes,
I supressed the memory deep inside,
It's you feel pain and you don't even cry,
It just balls like a knot but the are tied,
Unpick, unravel, un kick gravel,
that beast and fight that shadow,
Jamie Carragher, never been to tackle,
The of my past til my raps have plateaud,
by a world of assholes,
Hypocritic Christians with whips and shackles, To quell and storm the castle,
Get kicked off the
I'm the backroads.

V3:
Music is my release, it's the only i need,
carrying the pain of 500 Genevieves,
200,000 told the world that "I bleed",
So i need strength to me,
But how can I be for everyone,
Theres people on my album, get it son,
Set a deadline, said than done,
Cause when my is a mess how do I become,
That tower of strength Youth,
When Paul Melia isnt fit to step in the booth,
In a on the floor with a razor,
Scratching the in various places,
I lost everything, my world has apart,
beats on repeat and it's hard,
To plunder and all the words from my heart,
And bring people hope my scars,
But a start.